The ex-girlfriend who has been missing for three years says she has returned from cultivating immort

Chapter 94 No.90 Four Sheets: Hearts in the Darkness
"Hi~ Please give me a bowl of wontons."

Little Taoist priest Shucheng walked into the breakfast shop, ordered a good meal very politely, and then found a table and sat down.

Ever since Gu Changsheng fished him out of the police station last time, he has been traveling around very leisurely.

Shucheng has been intelligent since he was a child, and he has read Daozang thoroughly. In his opinion, the complicated principles in the book are easy to understand.Wang Wudi praised him more than once for his outstanding understanding.

The little Taoist priest is also striving for success, and he is successful at only three years old. Taoist Wuwei asserts that he has a bright future.

But what surprised others was that he was not able to build a foundation until he was 14 years old, and he was at the bottom of all the heaven's favored children in Yuqing Palace.

But Shucheng is not in a hurry, he reads or sleeps every day, and five or six years have passed, and the Jindan realm is still far away.

Every time an acquaintance asks him jokingly: "Shucheng, when are you going to take the golden pill?"

The little Taoist was always calm, and bowed lightly. "Soon, soon."

In fact, it was not a decision made by the little Taoist priest on a whim this time.

There is a cloud in Dao Zang: "Read thousands of books, travel thousands of miles, get rid of the dust in the chest, and naturally camp in the hills and valleys."

He had read enough books, and it was time to travel thousands of miles.

"The wontons are ready, be careful not to burn them~" A kind voice interrupted Shucheng's thoughts.

Shucheng looked up, and a silver-haired grandma was looking at him cheerfully.

"Thank you grandma~ Brother Changsheng asked me to say hello to you personally." Shucheng said with a slight smile.

Before, when playing mahjong with Gu Changsheng, he always mentioned a breakfast restaurant, saying that the wontons in this restaurant are thin and filling, and the soup is delicious, which is unique in Jiangcheng.

When Shucheng had breakfast yesterday, the store cooked wontons with thick skins and little filling, and the soup also had a strange smell.He couldn't help thinking of what Gu Changsheng had said.

The rise of prosperity comes from prosperity.With just one ticket, he arrived in Jiangcheng.

"Sheng Zi said that the friend who is coming today is you, then Grandma will get you an egg, wait a little bit."

Grandma was stunned for a moment, but after realizing it, she smiled happily and got up to fetch tea eggs for Shucheng.

The little Taoist looked at Grandma's back, but did not speak politely.

After a while, grandma came back, put down the tea eggs, and chatted with Shucheng.

After chatting for a while, the topic was brought to Gu Changsheng by the grandmother.

"How is Changsheng recently? He told me that both he and Qing Huan are already Golden Core cultivators. I believe in Qing Huan's Golden Core, but how long has it been since he started practicing, you brat is bragging."

Grandma's words were full of smiles, and she continued.

"Does he feel aggrieved by strong women and weak men? You can persuade him for me. It's not shameful to eat soft food."

The little Taoist priest Shucheng's eyes lit up, and he seemed to hear something unusual from what Grandma said.

But having said that, it's no wonder Grandma thinks that Gu Changsheng is bragging.Everyone in Yuqing Palace couldn't quite understand Gu Changsheng's cultivation speed.

Brother Changsheng's practice speed is really outrageous...

"Uh...Brother Changsheng is not bragging, he is now a Jindan cultivator." The little Taoist replied seriously.

Grandma opened her mouth wide, eyes full of surprise.

After a while, the grandmother who reacted smiled even more happily.

"What about An'an? I remember that the little girl is also very talented. How is it now?"

……

The hand holding the chopsticks tightened, and Dao Xin, who had been calm for a long time, suddenly showed signs of cracking.

Little Taoist priest Shucheng suddenly felt that the wontons in the bowl didn't seem so fragrant anymore.

He glanced at grandma with complicated eyes, and after a long silence, he still said: "An'an's cultivation talent is indeed very powerful, and she has the fastest cultivation progress in the entire kindergarten."

"I knew it, the little girl is smart!"

……

Shucheng almost bit his chopsticks into pieces.

"Even if you say that the little girl will overcome the catastrophe tomorrow and become a human immortal, I think I can accept it. But, grandma, you say that she is smart, which is a bit too much."

Thinking of those desperate memories before, the little Taoist priest Shucheng took a deep breath and managed to calm down.

Secretly cursing in his heart, it took him a lot of effort to swallow his complaints, which made him a little uncomfortable.

Fortunately, the topic didn't stay on An An for too long, and Grandma immediately asked about other miscellaneous things.

"Holding a cane and playing magic music, strolling in Sha—"

Just as the grandma and the little Taoist were chatting happily, the song that was playing in the shop suddenly stopped.

Grandma checked the player, confirmed that there was no problem, and said a little strangely: "Is there a power outage?"

Frowning slightly, Grandma walked out of the store, followed by the little Taoist priest Shucheng.

The traffic lights at the intersection were dimmed and had stopped working. It seemed that there was indeed a power outage.

Without the guidance of traffic lights, the road suddenly became chaotic and blocked in a short while.

Grandma's cell phone rang, she looked down, her expression instantly became very ugly.

"Grandma, what's the matter?" Shucheng asked aloud.

Knowing that Shucheng is also a member of Yuqing Palace, strictly speaking, he is still his superior.

So Granny didn't hide it, but replied directly: "The substation in the city was attacked, and the power outage was man-made."

There was a flash of coldness in her eyes, and the grandmother continued: "In addition, the waterworks were also attacked. In a short time, the water and electricity cannot be restored."

Shucheng also frowned, his eyes thoughtful.

Directly destroying basic living facilities by means of thunder is already considered a method of war, and the opponent is not kind.

In fact, cutting off water and electricity is not the most important problem. What needs to be worried most is social order.

As night fell, the moon was completely covered by clouds.

Unlike the lights of thousands of houses in the past, today's Jiangcheng is pitch black.

Along with the night, there are also evil thoughts in people's hearts.

"The fifth one."

Grandma's face was ugly, she looked at the man lying on the ground, and kicked his dantian.

The man's breath suddenly weakened.Turning her head to look at the people around her, Grandma let out a deep voice.

"Use heavy codes in troubled times. As mentioned above, you don't need to keep your hands this time, and you are allowed to kill them when necessary."

After the revival of spiritual energy, the number of practitioners increased sharply. In the past few months, many people have learned something, and even mastered some simple techniques.

Relying on his own practice to gain a little, he is stronger than ordinary people, and it happens to be such a good opportunity.

In this dark night, the evil in some people's hearts is infinitely magnified.

The man who was crippled just now is already the fifth one Granny and the others caught tonight.

The little Taoist priest Shucheng followed grandma, and his mood was also very complicated.

Everyone continued to walk forward, but their hearts were full of confusion.

How many places can they patrol such a big city?

Suddenly, Grandma stopped in her tracks, her whole body was running, and she stared straight ahead.

"It's quite vigilant."

A strange voice sounded.

A man and several strange beasts appeared in front of them.

　Chapter 2 is in the code~ Try to send it before twelve o'clock, and before one o'clock at the latest.

　　
　
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